Catherine’s POV
“Doctor Williams,” Someone called from behind as the coffee maker dispensed some hot coffee into my mug.
It was currently my lunch break and I was in the mini kitchen adjoining my office.
“Just a minute,” I uttered, and turned off the machine before facing the person; a young male nurse.
“Good morning, Dr Williams,” He greeted.
“Morning,” I responded. “Is my attention needed somewhere?”
“Yes,” He said. “Someone in the lobby is asking for you.”
A confused frown creased my forehead as I racked my brain, trying to remember if I was expecting a visitor today.
“Is the person a male or a female?” I asked, placing my coffee on the counter.
“A male,”
“Okay, thank you,” I said. “You may leave.”
As I watched the nurse leave, the gears in my head spun with befuddlement b
